You are amazing. All of you. The support. The emails. The virtual hugs. The tweets. I’m so lucky to have you as friends. You all gave me warm fuzzies. I went to bed feeling them. I woke up and they were still there. There is no one in this world that I would rather be broke and overwhelmed with than all of you wonderful friends. We are all in this together!! Thank you. From the bottom of my heart.
The Oprah episode today! Wow, right? NieNie was on. For those of you who aren’t familiar with her blog…read it. She is beautiful, strong, amazing. She faces challenges every single day. And meets them head on. She is a true inspiration.
She puts it in perspective.
Those little things that make up what life is about.
Long hot showers.
Hugging our babies tight.
Lifting our faces to the sun.
Watching the leaves change colors.
Sitting on the couch with our spouse, holding hands.
Jumping out of bed in the morning.
Without all the little things. Those details we take for granted. Because we are too busy and overwhelmed looking at the bigger picture. The bills. The everyday demands. LIFE. The stress of it all.
Without the nuances.
The timing of that particular Oprah episode, after the post I wrote last night. It was like…wow. Wake up. Take a good look around you woman.
I should be grateful for what I have.
I should appreciate the fact that my children want to be with me. That they still want a big hug and kiss from their Mommy. That they still call me Mommy, even though they are getting older. That my husband is my best friend and even though he exasperates and frustrates me, I still would rather be with him than anyone.
I should stop taking things for granted.
Kiss when cheeks are offered.
Hug when arms are opened.
Look up for that moment.
Listen to their words.
Not just nod and glance.
Just because I’ve been here, in body, with them. Doesn’t mean I’ve REALLY been here with them.
And I’m missing out on those little things.
My little things.
Because someday, when I’m not really listening. And I’m not really looking. Because I’m too self-absorbed in my stress and my life…
I may miss something.
Something that I should have heard. Or should have seen.
And I don’t ever want to look back and regret.
Because you never know.
And you only get one shot.
That. Is it.
Because for every bad. For every unpaid bill. For every hardship. For every collection call.
There is something that makes this all worth it.
Knowing that we are truly all in this together.